Tiger Demons, Lion Demons, Peacock Demons...
One after another, figures with soaring demonic energy appeared on Bai Yuan's Ten Thousand Demons Painting.
The once-empty illusory image of the Ten Thousand Demons Painting instantly became crowded, adding over a hundred figures in one fell swoop!
Bai Yuan was so excited his fingertips trembled.
It would have originally taken him a long time to collect so many images of demons, but now he had found a shortcut.
Besides killing demons himself, the Ten Thousand Demons Painting could also be supplemented through the legacy of a Demon Hunter.
Zhou Siming's Ten Thousand Demons Painting even contained many strange demons that Bai Yuan had never even heard of. Just by looking at their silhouettes, he could imagine how powerful these creatures were.
This gift from Zhou Siming was indeed substantial.
"Study it well. I may not be as good a fighter as Dong Wanjun, but when it comes to Demon Hunting, I'm several times better than him!"
